Lukas Daken grips Paddy O’Brien’s hips as he pins him to the bed, their mouths locked in a rough, open-mouthed kiss while rough fingers dig into smooth, muscular skin. The dark-haired top leans forward, tongue thrusting deep as Paddy arches beneath him, his own hands gripping the sheets. Their bodies press together, the weight of one over the other making the bed creak.
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